Dear Diary …
OK look … I can be brutally honest here. I ain’t gettin’ any younger. And that’s OK … I guess. Not like I have a choice. But where I DO have a choice is that even though I’m getting older, it doesn’t mean I need to ACT any older.
Here’s what I mean by that …
Plenty of people my age … people I went to college with or grew up with or whatever … people that still have plenty of life left to give … they’ve given up.
“Oh I’m too old … I don’t even understand how to turn my TV on anymore. I have to ask my daughter to do it for me.”
“What’s Tweeter? I don’t understand this social media. Bitmojis? What are those?”
You sound like a fossil.
I mean … is this it? Are you packing it in for good and deciding to become a lame old person?
If you are, then just quit. Start boarding the travel bus to Atlantic City so you can go play penny slots with your other blue-haired girlfriends because you’re turning into a senior citizen right before our eyes.
“But I don’t understand.”
What are you? Stupid?
You’re not stupid. You’re just lazy and you don’t feel like learning. So stop it. You sound like a dinosaur. Do you want to be extinct? Because I don’t.
And that goes for you too … person who says “All music today is crap” and hasn’t liked a new song since 1979. I’m sorry … that’s simply not true. You’re just not bothering to find it.
And guess what? Back in 1979 there was some fossil that said YOUR music was awful and all good music stopped in 1943. And now you’ve become that person. You happy about it?
Here’s the reality … stuff changes. Always. Thing are never gonna be exactly the way you grew up with them. So deal with it and evolve, or just go ahead and pack it in and call it a life, cuz you’re done.
Is that really what you want?
And to the people younger than me … you’re not completely off the hook here either. I’m gonna let you in on a little secret that may shock and amaze you … the world actually managed to exist before precious wonderful you was born. So learn about it!
“I don’t know that band … that was … like … literally before I was born.”
Learn about them. I mean … what’s the worst that happens? You get to find something you like that happened before 1995. Oh no!!!
You don’t have to let your generation define you … and that goes for every generation … so get to it.
Till next time Diary … I say … Goodbye.